Little Self Control *

He hissed, his movements uncontrollable. Her orgasm loomed and suddenly let go. It felt like thousands of shockwaves invaded her body. She opened her mouth to scream but all that came out as a squeal that only dogs and bats could sense. 

Cage, on the other hand, was still moving. He held his hips and he continued, twisting and turning her until he growled and came. He kept their bodies joined, pumping as he released. 

He collapsed on top of her, breathing like he had run a marathon. Her heart was beating wildly and she could feel him against her back. 

The bed moved as he rolled over and left the bed. She didn't know why he was leaving but she didn't have the energy to think. When he returned and wrapped his arms around her middle, he pulled her into his naked body and spoke. 

"Are you okay?" he asked tenderly, his fingers lightly grazing her pubic bone. "It doesn't hurt, right?"